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…hut, a spindle and the daughter showed me how to make thread. The peasant showed me his shirt, which was home-made and some fine sacking which had been home-made.
      “But the Bolsheviks are crushing that. They won’t take it. They want the factory to make everything.”
       The peasant then ate some very thin soup with a scrap of potato. No bread in house.
        The white bread [of Gareth’s] they thought was wonderful.